I was reduced to 170 a fool, for there were many pretty women from all walks of life in that teeming city. ’ ‘About me?’ The lady’s lashes fluttered and her fan came up. CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH THOUGHTS IN PRISON Part 1 The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep. And, if Rachel had not carried a candle, the room would have been plunged in total darkness. He was dressed with the utmost care, and he set his feet upon the broad walk as though the action were in some way a condescension. But he did not follow on with the thought. Her eyes threatened to leak tears, she blinked. The chief scene of these disgusting orgies,—the cellar, just referred to,—was a large low-roofed vault, about four feet below the level of the street, perfectly dark, unless when illumined by a roaring fire, and candles stuck in pyramidal lumps of clay, with a range of butts and barrels at one end, and benches and tables at the other, where the prisoners, debtors, and malefactors male and female, assembled as long as their money lasted, and consumed the time in drinking, smoking, and gaming with cards and dice. You’d think with as much dick as she gets that she’d cheer up.
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